Corpse

Gharib Doors (1)

Since then, Rita and I have been best friends. So did my friendship with Jeni and Susan. We often met and exchanged stories with each other without taking issue with differences in beliefs. I think if it's still in a straight corridor it doesn't matter and I'm grateful to always be surrounded by good people.

Day after day I walk and it doesn't feel like I've been here for 4 months. I was given a job by Susan to be one of the admins of her online store. Susan gave me an android phone to make it easier for me to work, of course I asked her to cut from my salary. He also allowed me to keep putting on the body. I am also increasingly known as one of the MUA corpses in this city because of my ability to communicate with the supernatural. No doubt sometimes I get paid more and I have to pay more for it. I mean the dead spirits that I curias often come to pray for them. Not even a few of them bothered me because I refused a request to be friends.

Three more days Maya and Mita will move in with me in the city. Alhamdulilah Maya became one of the recipients of Mission Goals at ITB majoring in Architectural Engineering. He wanted his late father to be proud if one day he worked in construction because my husband's job used to be a construction worker. Therefore he prefers to drop the Forestry major he wants. The plan is I want to go to Diana's house to be escorted to the rented place that I once refused.

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Tok .. tok .

Not long from the hose I knocked the owner open the door.

"Mother, finally came too. I thought you'd forgotten the location of this house." warmly welcome Diana. Diana hugged me tightly at the door.

"Mom has come to this house 3 times. Maybe mom could forget. This is my mother buying bread on the way here." I said I handed Diana a loaf box.

"Let's go in, Mom. That mother shouldn't have bothered to bring me souvenirs." Diana asked me to sit in the living room.

"Want to drink warm or cold?"

"White water, I was thirsty on the road." I said smiling faintly

Diana walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. The bread I bought was also served on a plate.

"Will you leave now or later?" ask Diana

"Ehm. If only now, son. I don't feel good about letting out too long from the store."

"OKAY. I'll get the jacket first, ma'am in the room."

"Yuk, leave" said diana again

"Come on." I said stand up

Just passing 3 alley from the main road came to us at the house. It just so happened that the owner had been contacted by Diana first, so we didn't have to wait long in front of the house. Turns out the owner is a Muslim, I'm a little relieved by that.

"You wanna look around the room first, ma'am?" the owner said in a friendly manner.

"Yes, Mom. I was curious about the room inside directly even though I had seen it photographed."

The mother turned the key to the left. Looks like this house key is still good proven to be easily rotated key.

Chequelek

"Come, come in."

From the outside of this house is black ceramic walled with side wall white. The inside of the house is already in white paint but many parts of the wall are moldy.

"Not yet repainted, Mom?" I looked at Sari's mother. Diana just whispered her name.

"I've actually re-painted it, Mom. Maybe because of the initial mistake my mother's house was built to be like this." replied Sari's mother. I feel bad for asking.

3 Days Later

"Mom, how is the house so ugly?"

"It's better that our house in the village knows mom, it's clean again." muttered Mita

"Gush ... Don't talk about ahh dek. Sin knows. You want me to be sad?" ask Maya to be sniffed

"It's not that loh kak, the purpose of the house is like not maintained like this" said Mita carefully

I then approached Maya and Mita who were taking things out of the bag and sorting them out.

"I'm sorry son, mother's money is only able to contract this house. Pray that I will have more sustenance for you." I said wiping the heads of my two children

"Mom, sorry about Mita."

"Mita didn't mean to make mom sad. Anyway Mita will be happy if you can both continue to be the same mother." hug Mita tightly to me. I rubbed Mita's back and head.

"Oh yes ma'am, Mita wants to have that room. The room is quite large compared to the others." point out Mita's room at the very end near the back door

"Don't ya, son. We better make it a prayer room. You and your brother are sleeping together first." I explained

"But why, Mom? Anyway Mita wants to sleep in that room point."

Mita left me and Maya in the middle room that was not filled with stuff.

"What's the reason, Mom?" maya whispered in my ear

"Duely want to know?" whispered

Maya who memorized my behavior then ran into Mita's room.

"Dek, let's move to the middle room just accompany brother. Anyway next month brother lives in a dormitory instead of this house." refer Maya to Mita

"They want to be independent. So if brother leaves I won't be afraid to sleep alone."

Maya sighed, she confusedly explained to the scene the real situation.

"Dek ... deck ... You're 16 years old but haven't memorized your habits. This room must have ghosts, so mom forbids you to sleep here." Maya inner

Pile

"Huaa ... There's a ghost." Maya screeched

Maya woke up from her seat and approached me in the middle room. While Mita looked at her brother's behavior.

"Basar sister coward. Though the sound of a fan that I accidentally kicked."